Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-03-08

ROOM ana 50 eyads their search? That
was not possible. Then siio thought n
the window. Could he hays escared
from the room by that? Tho window
was so small she could scarcely believe
that he could have crept through il.
And YET he must have done so.
She went hnrredly to the back OF the
house and then down beyond the horse
sheds. No one could be seen. she
halted moment under live oak tree
lust at the edge Of the garden. The
evening was very calm and still, and the
twilight shadows were deepening fast.
Was It the rustling Of the wind in the
boughs overhead that caught her ear :
she listened.
Hist I am herein the tree"
The words came in distinct whisper
from directly above her.
She stood and thought single mo.
ment before replying. Then she said.
You must get away from here at once, :
in an eager whisper Zone Of them
men suspects something, and they may
at any moment make. a search Of the
place. l am going into the house a
| minute. Get down at once and 90
through the garden and across the trail
to spring that you will find there.
It's at the foot Of big cottonwood tree.
Stay right there until come"
Then she went hurriedly to the house,
The three men were still sitting at the
table, and Sacramento felt rather than
saw that one of them still regarded he,
suspiciously as she came in. She did
not speak to them Mt ell, but went di.
rectly through the kitchen to her OWE
room, and In moment more came out,
went about her work in the kitchen
and took up pail apparently to go te
the spring for water.
Ten minutes later, standing in til,
shadow OF the cottonwood, young Som
ers heard step, and then Sacramento
leading Bueno all saddled and bridled
appeared. He started forward.
"Hush!" she said "they may como on
at any moment. Listen to what / say
Your life depends on it. You must rid,
straight down the trial for quarter O
mile. Then, close by a big cotton
wood, just like this yon will strike
path to the left. Bueno will know it
| 1hSO yCN BCp Aiilll LII Ii Will Df1I0 fOi
out half a mile on, at corduroy roat
that crosses the swamp. The end of thi
corduroy has got out Of order and Their
are some logs laid. Lead Bueno acros
and then pull the logs away. II you d
that it will make trouble for those VIII,
follow you. Beyond the swamp is
big plan. Strike straight across il
having the moon square on your right
the moon will be up, by that time-an
three hours riding will bring you to tn
new railroad. After that-God he'll
you to get safe away"
Sacramento paused and put out he
hand. "Can you remember" she de
handed.
II can; but can never forget"
Never mind that, Here, take thi
It is little money. You will need i
Now mount and ride-slowly littl
way, and then for your ife."
The young man still had hold of ht
hand. The tears came into his eye
| The next moment he was gone.
The next morning Sacramento tol
her father the story and coaxed him il
TO forgiving her. And the followin
afternoon a man brought Bueno oy'
from the railroad town; and then 81
knew that the fugitive was safe.
Six weeks later lawyer from San
Barbara appeared with letter fro
Walter Somers He was with b
friends in New York. He begged s.
ramento to accept, as gift of gratitu'.
at least the amount of the reward t.
had been offered.
And so it was that she went down
San Francisco to school that winte
oftar oil